Where passion leads or prudence points the way.

I discovered I always have choices and sometimes it's only a choice of attitude.

He that will not when he may, When he will he shall have nay.

Ultimately, it came down to a choice, ... This way, I could make sure both defendants were convicted and sent away for a long time.

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

The difference between management and administration (which is what the bureaucrats used to do exclusively) is the difference between choice and rigidity.